break out

there's been a break out
at the zoo.
giraffes are running
down the street.
monkeys are on the phone
wires.
elephants
are stampeding down
Connecticut avenue.
I see a gorilla
on the cross town bus
wearing a hipster hat
and shades,
reading the paper.
he slouches in his seat.
laying low as he makes
his escape.
a small bag is at his
side. an umbrella.
he sees me looking at
him and nods
good morning. tips his hat.
he's out and not looking
back.
I nod back,
maybe it's my turn soon.